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Tag Archives: Age
Standing At the Brink
Standing At the Brinkby Michael DoyleThis age of prevailing ill-liberalismBreeds little but despair and pessimismThere’s a breakdown in our societyThat has brought us into a time of anxietyOnce beautiful cities have turned into blightIt seems we are falling into our … Continue reading
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Tagged Addiction, Age, Anxiety, Beautiful Cities, Birth, Blight, Breakdown, Breed, Brink, Changes, Civil War, Common Good, Connect, Constitutino, Continuity, Darkest Night, Decide, Democracy, Despair, Destined, Divide, Dustbin, Eco-Theology, Economic Deicsions, Edge, Electronic Distraction, Elite, Fail, Future, Historical Inevitability, History, Hope, Ill-Liberalism, Leaders, Lost, Misunderstood, Mob Rule, Nation, New Humanity, Next, Oligarchy, Order and Stability, Ordinary People, Overturn, Pessimism, Pharmaceutical, Plumbing Project, Poetry and Poems, Pollution, Ponzi Schemes, Poor, Prevail, Priority, Progressive Empathy, Recovery, Recreation, Result, Riddle, Schools, Society, Solution, Stand, Student Loans, The People, Threat, Time, True Progress, Tyranny, Wept, Yesterday's Debt
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Innocence Born
Innocence Bornby Michael DoyleA child is born into this world innocentDespite the ways that can make a life diffidentThere is no wrong this child has doneYet, hatred ends its love before it’s begunHowever the killers guilt is framedThere is no … Continue reading
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Tagged Adequate, Age, Begun, Born, Caused, Child, Child's Death, Community, Defend, Defense, Diffident, Done, Ended, Framed, Good, Good Reason, Good Soul, Guilt, Hatred, Immunity, Innocence, Killers, Killing Season, Know, Lies, Life, Love, Monstrosity of Man, Named, No Reason, No Wrong, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Rain, Restored Value, Spoken, Suffered, Wash Away, Ways, World
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Valentine’s Season
Valentine’s Seasonby Michael DoyleIn a circular society, there are seasonsSome of these devoid of sensible reasonsAs to why there is plenty or there is lessLove to be found, yet if I had to guessIt’s more worth quietly learning to resignAnd … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, All of This, Alone, Anguish, Apartment Wall, Argument, Attention, Call, Capuccino, Chances, Circular Society, Complete, Constant Denial, Cry, Design, Devoid, Do Not Disturb Sign, Dream, Easy, Efforts, Evade, Failed To Say, Falling In Love, Father, Feelings, Find Her, Follow, Found, Four Course Dinner, Friends, Good Turn, Guess, Happiness and Joy, Human Condition, Journey, Learn, Less, Life, Loneliness, Love, Love Depends, Loveable, Manage, Mine, Miss, My Daughters, My Fault, Plenty, Poetry and Poems, Point, Prayer, Quiet Moments, Reasons, Reminder, Replete, Resign, Season, Seasons, Secret, Self-Sedition, Shadows, Silver Moonlight, Sip, Smile, Someone, Stone, Trip, Try, Tyle, Valentine, Wish
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A Graduated Conflict of Morality
A Graduated Conflict of Moralityby Michael DoyleThe late 1960s were a time of generational conflictWith more moral questions than principles to inflictRestrictions on all the choices between the rightAnd wrong of what was needed to get through the nightTo some, … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, Blown Smoke, Choice, Clean Cut, Cling, Conflict, Daylight, Echoes, Experience, Fading Sight, Forgot, Generational Conflict, Graduate, Hues, Late 1960s, Life, Lost Passages, Measure, Merit, Moral Questions, Morality, Motivation, Neon Signs, Night, Pleasure, Pockets of Poetry, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pointed Vieews, Principles, Question, Quirky, quotes, Restrictions, Revealing, Right, Search, Smile, Souls, Sounds of Silence, Spirituality, Stay the Same, Stuck In A Rut, Stupid, Time, Vision, Waves of Feeling, Wrong
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First Principles: A Good Moral Character Is the First Essential In A Man…The Habits Contracted At Your Age Are Generally Indelible
“[A] good moral character is the first essential in a man, and that the habits contracted at your age are generally indelible, and your conduct here may stamp your character through life. It is therefore highly important that you should … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, Character, Conduct, Contract, Endeavor, First Essential, First Principles, George Washington, Good Moral Character, Habits, Important, Indelible, Learned, Life, Virtuous
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Thought For the Day: I Seem To Have Loved You In Numberless Forms, Numberless Distance, In Life After Life, In Age After Age, Forever
“I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless distance, in life after life, in age after age, forever.” – Rabindranath Tagore
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Tagged Age, Distance, Do Good, Door, Forever, Gate, Knock, Life, Love, Loves, Numberless Forms, Open, Rabindranath Tagore, Seem, Thought For the Day, You
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First Principles: A Good Moral Character Is the First Essential In A Man…It Is Therefore Highly Important That You Should Endeavor Not Only To Be Learned But Virtuous
“[A] good moral character is the first essential in a man, and that the habits contracted at your age are generally indelible, and your conduct here may stamp your character through life. It is therefore highly important that you should … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, Character, Conduct, Endeavor, First Essential, First Principles, George Washington, Good Moral Character, Habits, Important, Indelible, Learned, Life, Mankind, Stamp, Virtuous
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First Principles: This I Hope Will Be the Age of Experiments In Government, and That Their Basis Will Be Founded In Principles of Honesty, Not of Mere Force
“This I hope will be the age of experiments in government, and that their basis will be founded in principles of honesty, not of mere force.” – Thomas Jefferson (1796)
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Tagged Age, Basis, Experiment, First Principles, Founded, Government, Honesty, Hope, Mere Force, Principles, Thomas Jefferson
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Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II
Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II, III and IVby Michael DoyleII.Conjuring tales and hallucinationServe up as the Devil’s illustrationIt’s a triumph of base deceitQuietly play on a foggy London streetToo many things are better left unsaidWhere this an extraordinary sense … Continue reading
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Tagged Age, Beautiful, Blame, Blood Stain, Conventions of Morality, Cross, Deceit, Devil, Dorian Gray, Dread, Fog, Hallucination, Hands, Illustrate, Life, London Street, Measure, Name, No Limits Known, Poetry and Poems, Price, Pride, Suicide, Tales, Tender Heart, Thoughts, Triump, Unsaid, Wonderful
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First Principles: The Constitution Is Not Subject To… Fluctuations. It Is To Have A Fixed, Uniform, Permanent Construction.
“Temporary delusions, prejudices, excitements, and objects have irresistible influence in mere questions of policy. And the policy of one age may ill suit the wishes or the policy of another. The constitution is not subject to such fluctuations. It is … Continue reading →